by Moosette Aiiyy! We are having That Midwest Weather Thing again. Hummingbirds and margaritas one minute, Dorothy Gale and heavy socks the next. (at this rate we will have sweet corn in September). Dang (stomping back up the attic stairs… Continue Reading
A young ladypal of El O’s cub , visiting our bathroom, came out exclaiming “OMG! YOU WEAR FRACAS! My AUNT WEARS FRACAS!!!” (caps all hers, I swear). She shrieked on to tell me how much she liked it, etc….so… Continue Reading
March the Maleficent decrees… Today let’s talk about perfumista etiquette. By this, I do not mean “perfume etiquette” – e.g., whether it’s polite to offgas Dior Poison at the opera, although frankly I find people slowly unwrapping cough drops and hard… Continue Reading
by Musette I hope everyone has recovered from the sweat and skank and sex of last week’s posts! I had to take to mah faintin’ couch, I was so overcome. When I came to, it was Spring… Continue Reading
Ever since I read Patty’s post yesterday, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about skank. Yeah, that’s the way my mind works. First, I’m totally not impressed with the price tag of that Petite Mort stuff – I wouldn’t… Continue Reading
I promise there will be perfume in here – but not just yet. Here are a couple of mindless musings: Due to an unfortunate incident on Hwy 6, involving a 40- foot manlift, a foolish old man in a… Continue Reading
It’s funny; I love the scent of fresh berries so much more than the taste. More often than not, they taste sour to me, and I can’t stand their texture. Raspberries give me the willies, as does peach fuzz and… Continue Reading